Chapter 167: Ranmaroke

"I didn't cry in front of her, and I didn't thank Peeves from Dumbledore." Harry slammed his head on the table, "She's too good at making things up. ”

In Rita's manuscript, Harry is transformed into a five-good young man with every pore shining all over his body, much to the oddity of everyone who knows Harry.

"I never knew you had to light your wand in the bed." Ron couldn't eat anymore with a smile, "And this one, he has a personal relationship with the professor of the Magical Creature Protection Class, and often helps him take care of the magical creatures. ”

"I'll hand over the fried tail snails to you in the future, how about it?"

Harry thought of the slimy, hot hybrid monsters that couldn't find their mouths and butts, and he couldn't help but put on a mask of pain.

Malfoy came with two henchmen, who had been honest for a long time since Fudge stepped down, and now he couldn't help but jump in front of Harry.

"You also told reporters that you often help Professor Snape prepare potions materials?" Malfoy's face was about to distort with a smile, "Just now, the professor and me, since you are so positive, go and help him dissect the toad's gallbladder at night!" ”

Harry looked up, Snape's face expressionless, a daily Prophet in his hand, and a pair of eyes fixed on him.

Kano ate breakfast with his head down, satisfied with the effect of Rita's report.

There's a limit to blowing rainbow farts, and Rita gets stuck precisely on the point where everyone knows it's, but not so much that they hate Harry.

As a manuscript to attract attention and stir up the atmosphere, this is enough.

The interviews with the next few warriors are also a routine, and Rita is ready to send them out one by one a day.

Every report Gufei will personally review, and coupled with the pressure from Kano's side, Rita doesn't dare to do any tricks.

After breakfast, Kano came to the Black Lake. Fleur and Gabrielle didn't come with them at Kano's request, after all, they were sure to see blood later.

Ranmaroke emerged from the fog, handsome in appearance but rather arrogant, with men and horses dressed in rich armor and holding a spear with runes carved into it.

"Gawain's apprentice? He himself is a defeated soldier of mine. Ranmarok arrogantly raised his spear and pointed it at Kano, "I hope you don't lose too quickly." ”

"Are you Mr. Ranmarok? I adore you so much. Kano called out the little unicorn and said in a strange voice, "How old was Queen Orkney at that time, and you can still do it?" ”

Ranmaro's eyes were red, and he rushed forward with a roar.

The trash talk of the Kai Knight Sect is so good.

Ranmaroke's marksmanship is unrivaled, and he is faintly stronger than the chief knight Lancelot among the Knights of the Round Table.

Ranmaroke attacked wildly, Kano pulled out his oak sword to block left and right, the attack speed of the two was not at the same level at all, and it looked like Kano was about to lose.

But ten minutes later, Kano hadn't been stabbed even by Ranmarok.

"Weird, how did you practice this guy before?" Ranmarok pulled away and looked Kano up and down carefully, "I don't have the ability to counterattack, but I can hide fluently." ”

"Because your attack path is about the same as Cú Chulainn's, but he's much stronger than you."

To be honest, although Ranmarok is good at group battles and round battles, when dealing with opponents of Kano's level, he still doesn't dare to carry out a large sweep so as not to reveal flaws, and his attack methods are always based on stabbing, provoking, and dialing.

But the last time Kano faced a master of gunnery was Cúchulainn, and he was already at the top of his game in this regard.

Although Kano was mercilessly pinned to the ground by Cú Chulainn last time, his ability to deal with a dense barrage of jab attacks has also improved rapidly. Now even in the face of an automatic rifle, he has the confidence to dodge.

During the duel with François two days ago, Cano applied the experience of the last battle with Cúchulainn, and the opponent's straightforward spell could not hit him at all.

"You insult me!" Ranmarok rushed up like a bull again.

"Tell the truth!" Kano hurriedly swung his sword to block, "You are indeed not as strong as him!" ”

This time, Ranmarok's body ignited with a cyan blue magic, and his attack speed and strength were raised to a new level.

Kano's body glowed with silver, and the little unicorn with human nature was also in good spirits, and one man and one horse cooperated seamlessly.

A small vortex of mana appeared behind Ranmarok's spearhead, wrapped around the body like a sleeve, increasing in its range of effect and rotation speed over time.

Soon, Kano felt that every time he blocked, the oak sword and arm would be pulled by the whirlpool, and the force was getting stronger and stronger, and the originally strict stance began to deform.

After a moment's shake, his body let go of the tip of the spear, but the magic vortex on the body of the spear bit Kano's armor fiercely like teeth, and the oak armor was instantly peeled off with a layer of flesh underneath, and blood sprayed out directly.

Kano reflexively swung a silver magic blade and forced Ranmarok back, and the little unicorn jumped backwards out of the battle circle, and Kano glanced at the gap on his shoulder with trepidation.

Ranmarok smirked, "You must know my characteristics from Gawain, it can't help me in a solo fight, so I have to develop new combat techniques." ”

"You barbarians don't know how to be flexible, and if you don't have characteristics, you will only collide with magic. It's either a light blade or a sledgehammer, straight and uncreative. Ranmarok smiled proudly, "Can you do it with such a delicate magic control as mine?" ”

"If you can't do it, you won't be able to defeat me, let alone Lancelot, who has gone further down this path!"

Kano smiled awkwardly, he didn't expect that one day he would be told that he didn't know how to be flexible by a dead man thousands of years ago.

His physical growth is not over yet, and training and fighting can still improve his basic qualities. As time went on, Kano's speed, strength, and reflexes continued to climb as if there was no end to it.

Coupled with the fact that Gawain never taught him these "tricks", Kano neglected the development of combat skills for a long time.

"Thank you so much, Mr. Ranmaro." Kano nodded solemnly at him.

"Is this going to throw in the towel? At the end of the day, we're not mortal enemies, and I understand what Kai taught you, but you must apologize to Queen Orkney's spirit in the sky. ”

Before Ranmaroch could finish speaking, Kano shook his head.

The glow of his oak sword undulated, and the silver magic swirled like a wave, then gradually changed from disorder to regularity, and finally rippled on the blade.

"It's still early, and this injury isn't a big deal for me." Kano raised his oak sword, "A few more rounds, let's get started." ”

At sunset, Kano and the little unicorn play in the Black Lake. Fleur, who had been worried for a long time, ran over and grabbed them out of the icy lake in a bad mood.

In Gensokyo, King Palino waved to his son from afar, and Percival roasted dragon meat himself.

"What about that kid, don't take it too hard and destroy his confidence." King Palino pulled Ranmarok and sat him down.

"He never knew what convergence was, and now it's good that kid still has a breath." Percival laughed.

Ranmarok shook his head a little dazed: "Next time I'll have to win a few rounds before I go." ”

Looking at the surprised eyes of his father and brother, he smiled bitterly.

"He's a monster."

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